When you were younger and too poor to go to the games, would watch the Vols on TV, turn down the sound and listen to John Ward on the radio.
That is me. HELL people dont even call me by my name anymore they just call me Big Orange. My neighborhood council sent a letter saying I could not fly my UT flag due to rules of the neighborhood, so I went and made a 4 x 4 power T painted it orange and hung it on my house. Now they must look at it all the time. I dont even give my address out I just tell people to look for the large T.When you live 6 hours and two states away and every one in town knows you as the crazy guy who is the Tennessee fan who has all the Tennessee flag waving underneath the American flag on the main street in town, and wears the big orange every where they go.